Rachel walked out of Grandma Gabby's room with a genuine smile adorning her face. She held a newfound admiration for the elderly lady; Grandma Gabby's unfiltered honesty and authenticity made her Rachel's favorite member of the entire Hill family.
Nick, who had been patiently leaning against the wall outside the room, couldn't help but disrupt Rachel's thoughts. He observed her smile and couldn't resist commenting, "Well, it seems Grandma didn't rip you apart after all."
"No, she didn't," Rachel replied confidently, her demeanor reflecting her triumph.
Nick raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "So, how did you manage to win her over?"
Rachel responded with casual honesty, "Simple. I just used you – her beloved grandson."
Nick chuckled at her candid admission and followed her as she started walking back downstairs. "What does that mean?" he inquired with a playful tone.
